Awkward

July 7th '18.

Isn't it weird and crazy?
Feeling your breath through the phone.
During the midnight talks:
Lame, stupid but very fun.
Your voice: ten-year-old-like.
Sacarsm, my only getaway car
To tell-you-I-hate-it-land.
Knowing how much I wanna hear it,
everyday.

You still ask
How I know your catarrh and cold
So well, even with your silly yo, yo
Just after my usual hello, hello.
I can't help it, but always laugh
And end up with the wizard
You so love to call me.

Your forehead
So proud of it you are.
Despite my teases and leg pullings.
But while alone,
I peep at it and
Admire such edifice
That adds up to your
Sunshine smile.

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